Jenna x Reader One-Shots

"That girl has trust issues..."

A/N: Jenna x Reader

Summary: Jenna is in her Black-Cat outfit and when Y/n is webbing around, they meet each other again. When Y/n and Jenna continuously bump into one another, Jenna reveals something that is pretty important. Is it real or fake? Who knows...

Reader's G!P

here we go!

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Y/n's POV:

I web onto a lamppost and stay there for a moment, sighing. I admire the people of New York and watch as people are driving and everything. I begin to web around the city, hearing that my Aunt May is calling me.

"Y/n? Where are you? When're you coming to FEAST?" I hear May ask me, I think for a moment. Trying to come up with an excuse.

"Uh, I'll be there in a moment! I've just been doing some stuff at the lab, it's been kinda hectic." I explain to her, hearing her sigh softly.

"Well, I could really use some help."

"I know, I know. I'll be there in like... 5 minutes, maybe even less." I try to reason with her as I'm webbing across New York trying to get to the FEAST centre.

"I'm counting down the minutes, Mrs." I hear May tell me, making me laugh.

"I promise, May. I'll be there soon." I assure her, dodging a building that I almost flew into and trying not to let out a wail or anything. "Uh, I gotta..."

"Okay, good. Because Miles is here and he is helping out but I think he wants to talk to you, he's been asking for you, Y/n." She informs me, I hum softly throughout her words and nodding my head.

"Uh-uh, uh-huh... Okay, well I'm almost there, see you soon."

"Bye, Honey."

"Bye." I say to her, the call dropping. I web onto a side of a building, sprinting up. I web onto the top and flip before landing smoothly on the roof of FEAST. I see my bag and drop, heading inside and changing into my clothes. Putting my suit in my bag and hiding my bag where I always hide it. I then scale down the side as since it's kinda late, barely anyone can see me. I land in front of the door, running my hand through my hair and patting down my outfit as I open the door, walking inside.

"Ay, Y/n. There you are." I hear Rita say to me, walking toward me, holding a few boxes.

"Hey. You okay?" I ask her, jogging over toward her and taking a few boxes from her. I walk after her, following her to wherever she needs to put them.

"Yeah, just tryna help May in anyway I can." Rita replies, shrugging lightly. "I know you're always busy with work."

"Thanks Rita, I really appreciate it." I express to her, softly. Noticing her place some stuff down on the table, I set it beside her. "Need help?"

"Nah, I got it. I think May wants you. She's in the kitchen making some lunch for a few people who're hungry." Rita informs me, I hum softly and rest my hand on her shoulder.

"Thank you, seriously." I thank her before walking away and heading toward the kitchen, seeing May cutting into some submarine rolls, I gasp and jog in. "May, can I get one? Please, please, please. I want a submarine roll!" I plead with her, seeing her look up and begin to smile and laugh.

"As you can see, my niece is 10 years old at heart." May expresses, looking to the her right which is my left, I look and see Miles walking in and laughing.

"Submarine rolls are really good."

"So good! Please, May?" I ask her, seeing her shoulders fall and sigh.